Thug Passion

by Mz. Lady P

  "Come On," Thug said as he grabbed my hand and we walked to the back of the apartment to his mother's room. Her room was decked the fuck out. Her entire room was red and black leather. I hated to admit it; Momma Peaches had good ass taste.

  The Patron and Kush had me feeling lovely and horny at the same time. I sat on the edge of the bed and took off my shoes. I was glad I had a fresh pedicure. I went into the bathroom and took a shower. I hated to get in the bed with my outside clothes on. I found some fresh towels and new toothbrushes and I handled my hygiene.

  Once I was done, I put on the T-shirt Momma Peaches left out for me. Ka'Jaire was lying down and under the covers. I just climbed in and snuggled up against him. Damn, he feels so good. A bitch could get used to sleeping next to him every night; I thought to myself. I heard light snores coming from him, so I know he had fallen asleep.

  I wrapped my arms and legs around him for warmth. I was so damn cold. I knew there was nothing going on between us, but lying next to him made me feel like I was his girl. Ka'Jaire turned over on his back. I just did what came natural to me. I laid my head on his chest. I took my index finger and traced his tattoos. I was able to see them because the TV was on. His chest was so big. He felt like a hard pillow underneath my head.

  "You like my tats, huh?"

  "Yeah, especially the one that says, "Pussy Monster."

  He laughed and sat up in bed. "That one gets the ladies all the time."

  Thug got up from the bed and cut off the TV. He walked to the audio system and turned on WGCI. The Quiet Storm was playing. At night, they played all the good, slow cuts. The DJ talked for a minute and then he started to play music. Comforter by Shai played softly in the background. Sex was on both of our minds. No words needed to be spoken.

  He kissed me on the lips and I invited his tongue into my mouth. His lips on mine felt like heaven. They were so soft. He kissed me so passionately. Then all of sudden he stopped and stared into my eyes.

  "Look, I know you got shit going on in your life. I don't want to take it there with you, Ta. Are you sure that you want to do this?"

  "I'm positive." Thug stood up and pulled down his boxers. He unleashed the monster he carried around with him daily. His dick was ten inches long and thick as hell. My eyes got wide at the sight of it. Nico’s dick was only about seven inches when it was on hard. I had never been exposed to a big dick nigga until now.

  I pulled my shirt over my head and my panties off. Thug was now standing at the foot of the bed. I crawled to where he was. In the background, August Alsina's Kissing on my Tattoo was playing on the radio. I began to kiss him seductively on each and every tattoo he had on his chest. He grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled me up to his face. He kissed me so hard.

  For a moment, we just looked in each other's eyes. The inner pain was evident in mine and the lust was obvious in his. Roughly, he pushed me back onto the bed. He grabbed my legs and placed both of them on his shoulders. He placed his head in between my legs and began to blow on my pussy. I wiggled form the sensation, but he held me tight and firm. His tongue moved up and down my pussy in slow motion. I tried my best to get away from him, but he was holding on to me for dear life. I had never felt anything so good in my life.

  "Mmmm! Thug, what are you doing to me?

  "Everything that nigga was never capable of doing?"

  He continued to lick and suck on my pussy for what seemed like an eternity.

  "Oh, shit! I’m about to cum, Thug." I felt like I was about to explode all over his face.

  "What the fuck you waiting for? Cum for Daddy!"

  I came on his command. He flipped me over on all fours and began to eat my pussy from the back. I felt his tongue go up and down the crack of my ass. This nigga literally had me speaking in tongues and coming back to back. Once he was finished, he rammed his dick in my pussy and began to fuck my brains out.

  "Oh, Shit! This shit feels so damn good."

  "I know it does." He sounded so cocky and sure of himself.

  "I think I can feel it in stomach."

  "Yeah. You taking this big motherfucker. Throw that ass back and show me how much you like this dick."

  I started to throw this ass back as he slapped me on both of my ass cheeks. He pumped in and out of my pussy until he came inside of me. We both collapsed on the bed breathing hard as hell.

  "Are you done with that nigga that was whooping on your ass?" His question caught me off guard because Nico was the last thing on my mind at this moment.

  "Huh?" I asked, acting like I didn't hear what he had just said.

  "You heard what the fuck I said. As a matter of fact, you and that nigga is a dead ass issue." Thug laid straight down on the bed and placed his hands behind his head.

  "You don't have to worry about that. I'm done with that part of my life. All I want is you." I leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

  "Good. Now come here and ride this dick. Let me give you some more of this Thug Passion." I did exactly as he asked, but in the back of my mind I was thinking real hard about us like; was he serious? He sounded like he was making me his woman by throwing demands and shit out there.

  I also know that it was far too soon to be in another damn relationship. On the other hand, I kind of hoped he would have given me confirmation that it was official. After hours of fucking, we both laid there. My head was on his chest and he was knocked out. I was wide awake basking in the glory of just being with him. It didn't matter that we just met each other. He made me feel so good. I really didn't want this shit to ever end.

  The next morning, I rolled over to find him gone. I looked at the clock on the wall and it read eight in the morning. I got up and threw on my clothes. I handled my personal hygiene and left out of the room and entered the kitchen.

  "Good Morning. Dick does a body good, huh?" Peaches said as she stood over the stove making breakfast.

  "What?" I covered my mouth in shock and embarrassment. I had no idea I was loud to the point where his mother heard us.

  "Girl, please. I don't know who was screaming more, you or Barbie. Y’all woke us up last night."

  "I hope one of y'all got pregnant. I need me some grandbabies that I can spoil. But you make that the last night you have sex in my house. I don't even scream or shout like that." We all just laughed at Momma Peaches.

  As the day went on, we just sat back, laughed, and got to know each other better. I found out that Ta' Jay, Barbie, and myself were all the age of twenty-one. It felt good to be around these women. Although we just met, I felt like I had been knowing them forever.

  Momma Peaches ended up putting us out of her house. We decided to head to Wal-Mart because I needed to grab some personal items. Ka'Jaire had left his black card for me to go shopping at the mall, but I lost track of time with the girls.

  Later that night, Ta'Jay dropped me off at Thug's house. She had a date, so I was on my own until he came home. I decided to surprise Thug with a candlelight dinner. I took a quick shower and threw on a pair of panties and a T-shirt. I looked around for something to cook. I decided on Spaghetti, Tilapia, and Garlic Bread.

  As I prepared dinner, I thought back on how much I loved to cook. I stopped cooking for Nico once he started treating me like shit.

  Dinner was ready about an hour later. I wanted to call Thug and ask him what time he was coming home, but I didn't want to nag him. An hour turned into three hours, three hours turned into five hours. Finally looking at the clock, I noticed it was damn near three in the morning.

  I blew the candles out and went to bed. I wasn't upset about him not coming home; he had no idea I was cooking for him. Plus, he could just warm it up when he came in. I was worn out from the dick he laid on my ass last night. My legs were hurting so bad. I decided to just get in the bed. It felt so good laying is his bed. The mink cover felt so warm and cozy. His pillows smelled just like his Versace cologne. I held on to his pillow real tight and drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter 8- Thug

 
Money, Power, and Respect

  This morning when I woke up next to Tahari. I woke up feeling differently than when I fell asleep. There was something about her that made me want to go against all my own rules. I love her beauty, but most of all I loved how humble she was. When she looked at me, she didn't see my money. She saw me as a person. I didn't get that from these money hungry bitches I fucked with from time to time.

  When I woke up and glanced over at her sleeping so peacefully, it brought a smile to my face. She was completely naked without the covers on her. The rays from the sun was shining on her body. Black and blue marks covered her entire body. That nigga had beat her like a slave. I had to murk whoever that nigga was off sight. I hated to admit it, but I was definitely feeling Tahari. I needed to have a talk with her first regarding my lifestyle. Some females couldn't handle my line of work.

  I hated to leave her this morning, but I had some major moves I needed to make. I was so tempted to fuck the shit out of her again, but I knew that kitty kat needed some rest. I was making that ass tap out when I made it to the crib. I always handled business first and pleasure later.

  I needed to meet up with this nigga, who wanted to cop a couple of bricks. I had never met him, but my nigga Black vouched for him. I trusted that nigga with my life, so I knew the nigga had to be legit. Once Malik and me left my OG’s crib, we went and checked on our workers and made sure they were fully loaded.

  It was the first of the month and the fiends were going to be out in full swing. I took a trip out to my crib and changed clothes and Malik did the same. We met back up about five o'clock that evening. Our meeting was going to be held at our trap headquarters. This also served as a storefront. So, to a random person walking past they would think it was just the neighborhood corner store. Little did they know, it was more being sold than goodies for the kids. Malik and me sat and made small talk until the nigga were supposed to meet, Nico showed up.

  "What's up with you and ole girl?" Malik asked, passing me the blunt.

  "I don't know. I'm feeling the shit out of her, but you know how I feel about wifing these chicks. She different, though."

  "You got to start somewhere. Every chick won't do you like Kelis did. It's still some loyal females out here, Big Bro."

  I clenched my teeth in anger from her name being brought up in my presence. Anyone who knows me knew that I hated that bitch with everything inside of me. Kelis was my first love and my first heartbreak. I couldn't believe that bitch had just up and left a nigga. No goodbye or nothing. I had just purchased our first home together and to this day, I had never seen or heard from her again.

  I vowed to never love another female. Ever since that day, it’d been fuck these bitches. I would never let another bitch cross me and that was why I'd be watching Tahari’s ass like a hawk. As soon as I get an inkling that she was on some bullshit, it was a wrap. It ain't nothing to cut a bitch off.

  "Why the fuck are you bringing her name up in my presence? As a matter of fact, don't even answer that. Let's just drop the fucking subject and focus on the task at hand." My fucking blood was boiling and I could feel the veins sticking out of my neck.

  "Calm down before your ass burst a blood vessel." We both smoked some more until the nigga arrived to do business. My right hand man and one my closest friends, Sarge, ushered him into the backroom where we were located. What surprised me was that this nigga had the nerve to bring a female with him.

  "How nice of you to join us," Malik said, sarcastically.

  "I'm sorry about that. You know how long it takes for this females to get dressed," Nico said as he sat down and pulled the chair out for his lady.

  "No disrespect to the beautiful lady, but I don't conduct business in front of the ladies. So, if you don't mind. It's better if she waits outside for you. Yo Sarge! Could you please escort the young lady out? It’s all types of snacks and shit out there. Feel free to help yourself. “Sarge entered the room an escorted the chick out.

  Both Nico and his girl looked at me like I had two heads, but I was dead ass serious. This nigga was a joke to me already and this definitely would be my last time doing business with him.

  "Let's get down to business, shall we? I'm interested in copping twenty bricks from you at twenty a piece and you front me ten more," Nico said as he rubbed his hands together.

  "First off, that's a lot to front a stranger. That's a no straight out the gate. The only reason I'm even agreeing to meet with you is because my nigga Black cosigned for you. His word is bond. I sell my shit at twenty-five a pop. You can cop the twenty you want at twenty five a piece."

  "Damn, I’m trying to spend some money, at least you could do is front a nigga something,” Nico said with a look of disappointment.

  "Nigga, are you serious? Your money ain’t shit to us. We do this shit on a daily basis. Take it or leave it," Malik said, showing that he was becoming aggravated with nigga.

  "You know you getting over right, but I'll take it." Nico handed over the duffle bag and Malik began to count the money. Once he verified the five hundred thousand was all there, we were ready to hand over the bricks.

  "Nice doing business with you. Sarge will load up your car and show you out." We all shook hands and Nico left.

  "We need to watch that nigga like a hawk. His handshake doesn't match his smile. He’s definitely a snake. That nigga is trying to hang in the big leagues. I bet he just spent his last on that shit. That's why he wanted to be fronted some more," Malik said, grabbing the money and packing up to leave.

  "I wasn't feeling that hot shit he was spitting, either. I'm a put my ear to the streets and see what's good with him."

  Sarge, Malik, and I sat around counting money and discussing business. Sarge had been a part of the crew since the beginning. He was one of our most loyal enforcers. Besides Malik, I trusted that nigga with my life. Sarge ended up leaving early talking about he had date. Malik had to leave because Barbie was blowing his phone up, as usual.

  It was three in the morning when I decided to take my ass to the crib. Entering the garage; I typed the security code in before I opened the kitchen door. As soon as I walked in, I smiled at the note Tahari had left me on the refrigerator

  I tried to surprise you. I cooked dinner for you. Your plate is in the oven. I hope you like it.

  Tahari

  These little notes that she left around was really starting to grow on a nigga. Looking inside the oven, I grabbed the plate. It looked good as hell. I didn't even warm it up. I dived right in and that shit was a hit. It had been so long since I came home to a meal.

  I made my way upstairs and I was glad she was in my bed and not in the guest room. She was no longer a guest in my house. I took a quick shower and hopped in bed with her. I kissed her on the forehead, but she didn't even budge. Her ass was snoring and everything. This was probably the best she had slept in a while. I wrapped my arms around her and fell asleep beside her.

  ***

  The next morning, I woke up to the best feeling in the world. I thought I was dreaming, but when I focused my eyes, I knew it was the real deal. I looked down as Tahari's head bobbed up and down as she sucked on my dick. What was once soft was now rock solid and touching her tonsils.

  "Damn Ta, what you trying to do to a nigga?" I was trying my best not to nut quick, but all the slurping and slobbing had my shit about to burst.

  "I'm doing everything them other bitches haven't been doing." Tahari spoke the words as she licked up, down, and all around my shaft. She took the head of my dick and started sucking on it with so much force that I was grabbing the sheets like a bitch.

  "Oh, shit! I'm about to nut.”

  "Well, nut then, what the fuck you waiting for!" I couldn't believe it; she was using my own tactics on me. Tahari was definitely a beast.

  "Grrrr!" I grunted as I came inside of her mouth. I was prepared for her to jump from the bed and spit the shit out like bitches tend to do, but she swallowed it. I was ready to get in them guts now, but she got up.<
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  "Where are you going, Ma’?"

  "I'm about to cook you some breakfast. Just lay back and relax."

  This girl had fucked me all up in the head. I had never woke up to head and breakfast in bed. Yeah, Lil Momma’s a keeper. About thirty minutes later, Tahari came in the room with pancakes, steak, cheese eggs, and grits. As I ate, she went in the bathroom and handled her hygiene. That was another thing I loved about her. She was clean as hell.

  "What did I do to deserve all of this?"

  "I just wanted to treat you to something good since you have been so good to me. Did you like the dinner I cooked?"

  "Hell yeah! That shit was so good."

  "I’m glad you liked it." She smiled as she climbed back in bed with me.

  "Get ready I want to treat you to a day of pampering. My nigga Sarge is having a birthday party tonight. I want you to go with me. Don't worry about your attire; I'll grab you something hot."

  "Thanks, Thug. You don't have to do that."

  "Stop doing that shit, Ta. Every time I offer you something you say that. If you gonna be my girl you need to just follow my lead. I promise I won't steer you in the wrong direction. Now, come here." I grabbed Tahari's chin and kissed her on the mouth. I knew I surprised her when I cursed at her, but that shit was becoming too damn irritating. Now was the perfect time to put it all out there.

  "It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see that there is something going on between us. Before we make this shit official, I need to know where your head is at. I live a dangerous ass life and I need a ride or die chick that can hold me down. Fucking with a nigga of my caliber, you have to be able to deal with me going to jail or getting murked. That's just how the game goes.

  My line of work doesn't consist of me being home by ten. There will be days when I don't come home at all. I need to be able to be out here in the streets putting in work. Minus the calls from you talking about me being out with another bitch. Do you think you can handle this life? If not I understand." Tahari sat there silent for a minute before she spoke.